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Kriasha looks around, her gold eyes blazing and teeth gritted with a fierce determination.

"Ah want nae warcries or bells rung until ah gi' the signal, mah battlecry; get the auldest and bairns safe an' evera paw armed wi' whatever et takes tae defend the Abbey!" the wolverine orders through bared teeth. She takes Martin's sword from the abbot and holds it high over her head. The Highlander's voice rises to a yell as she gives orders. "Ah've been en wars 'afore, the enemy'll usually try takin' oot the weakest first as a show o' power; get 'em safe so they cannae! Father, ah need help makin' defense plans! When ye hear mah roar mah battlecry, 'Hawaay the braw', sound the bells! Ah wilnae let this place fall!"